4. Him...Again

 I woke up the next morning and it felt like I was floating in the middle of an ocean.

I tried to recall everything that had happened last night, but my memory was quite blurry. With a sigh, I heaved myself up to a sitting position and looked around the room. I squinted at a little note on the table and next to it, was a fat bundle of cash. I dragged myself to it and the more pain I felt, the more I remembered the crazy sex I had last night.

  I could barely believe my eyes. Ten thousand dollars in cash!

But that wasn’t the most intriguing thing about this morning, it was rather the thoughts of the perfectly built man that had fucked me mercilessly.

  I could almost feel his touch on my body, the cuffs that had bound my wrists felt so real once more, even though I was a free man once again. I put on my clothes, shoved the cash into both of my pockets and headed downstairs. Mark was right there, waiting for me with a smirk on his annoying face.

   “I am not giving you shit.” I said to him flatly.

He gasped in surprise, “Why do you think that is all I want from you?”

 I glared at him, “Because that is what you always want from me.” I replied and walked past him.

The bar wasn’t open yet and this made me glance back at him in surprise, “What the hell is the time?”

   “About six o’clock. You slept like a log of wood. I came in and saw your ass out in the open, filled with fucking semen, it was disgusting but I mean…I just couldn’t look away.”

I grimaced at him and cringed badly, “What the fuck, man?”

  “I’m serious. I didn’t take a picture though, so like, you’re kind of safe,” he chuckled, “you did very well, Oli. The client was satisfied with your services. He is rarely satisfied.”

I nodded to myself, not so proud, but at least I was grateful for the money in my pocket. “Whatever.” I replied, even though I was buzzing with excitement that I pleased such a hunk of a man, “I have to go now. I will report for work at noon. Is that good?”

 He grinned and just sat back. “You can take the whole day off, Oli. You have earned it.”

I left the bar without another word and on my way back home, I received a notification that made me freeze right in the middle of the side walk. Someone nudged me forward and I blinked severally.

  Dear Mr. Sallow…

What followed wasn’t the usual rejection, I got accepted into one of the companies I had applied to. And it was the biggest company of all! The EmpireSpark Ventures, which was a company owned by one of the richest families in the state; The Cheslyns.

   “Fuck!” I exclaimed with excitement and rushed home.

I couldn’t believe my eyes, but I arrived home screaming my lungs out. I rushed into the bathroom, took a quick shower and was out in a less than ten minutes. I was breathing heavily as I emptied my wardrobe in search of my best outfit to put on.

  I stood in front of the small mirror beside my rickety bed and adjusted my tie. The only terrible thing about my outfit was my shoes. I stared at the cash I had dumped on my bed and scooped a few dollars into my pockets. I could get some new shoes just for this interview.

I rushed to my mother’s room, she was still sleeping peacefully. Ruby must have gone to school by now, so I decided to write a note for her. I found an envelope on her disheveled desk and stuck a few notes into it, along with a letter instructing her to get my mother’s drugs when she was back from school.

   I was out of the house before seven thirty. My interview was by 8am and I rushed into the boutique opposite my house block. I got a nice, brown leather shoe for about forty dollars; the most expensive shit I literally had at that moment and I boarded a cab.

   I arrived at the headquarters of EmpireStark Ventures and at the glass, revolving doors, two hefty guards stopped me. In a haste, I brought out my phone and showed them the email.

  “Sorry, I am supposed to be in there in about two minutes.” I said and the guards grunted and parted the way for me. I rushed in and stopped at the receptionist desk, panting slightly as I struggled to catch my breath.

The beautiful blonde stared at me hesitantly, “Sorry, you are here for?”

  I swallowed and took one last breath, “The internship interview. I got the email this morning and rushed here as soon as I-”

“The boss is currently busy,” she cut in curtly and pointed at one of the waiting room benches, “you will have to wait there. I will inform him of your arrival.”

    “Thank you.” I said and sat down with a shaky smile.

What if I was too late for this interview? The receptionist’s stare was so discouraging.

After about twenty minutes, she snapped her fingers at me and I jerked off the seat immediately.

  “Last floor. It is the only office on that floor. You can’t miss it.” She said, “the boss will see you now.”

She directed me to the elevator and on the way up, I couldn’t stop thinking about the weight that those words “the boss” had carried when she said it. Whoever was in charge of a dynasty this huge had to be a very powerful man.

 I watched the number of each floor light up and it made me tensed the farther up I went. The nervous ride came to a stop and the doors parted.

  It felt like I had just been led to hell’s gate. I found another receptionist desk right in front of a huge office and all the cold woman that sat there did was gesture to the office. I took a deep breath and walked into the office.

  The moment I set my eyes on the man behind the large mahogany desk, I froze instantly.

It was him!

 I felt my dick hardening at the sight of him and I swallowed, but my throat was already parched. I couldn’t believe my eyes.

  It was my last client who was the boss!